Flip through the latest issue of Gulf Weekly.
I am by now used to the ‘journalistic’ style of the GulfWeekly. One and the same person contributes the car review, which feels like somebody copies entire paragraphs out of the manufacturers press-release or PR brochures, or elevating even the most mediocre eateries to culinary temples, as long as a free lunch can be had, and flogging, what looks on the photos as the most dreary and impersonal flats, as luxurious apartments and phenomenal penthouses.
Earlier this week, a friend of the Whisperer faced the wrath of a hungry driver while trying to pick up food for the family.
As she parked in front of a restaurant a man in a large SUV reversed into her vehicle, obviously eager to get away and break his fast.
I love watching crime procedural shows; be it Castle, Bones, CSI, Mentalist or White Collar. There’s a certain excitement in spotting the perpetrator (hint, it was the person they interrogated in the first 10 minutes) and watching the mystery unfold.
